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Saturday, 27 March 2010

when somebody asked me, which one do you prefer: being rich or famous, definetely i would say, famous. Generally yes, people would choose rich, because money solves everything, but not for me. I would rather be famous.

almost every single eye on that room (the room where i was asked that quest above), gazing at me, not because they're impressed or what but because they're damn curious and they might think 'this girl may has lost her mind' or 'doesnt she think about the consequences of being a public figure?', i do think about that last thought, but i feel hella ready to receive the crown, that makes me dont think much of it.

so, let me have the designer sew a ball gown for me.

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hey it's me...(I've typed my name above). My second journal, the prev one is on LJ and i still look after it. Am 16, still in high school, recently been soaring because of the university test next year.


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